The Billionaire's Chosen

Chapter two

Working in heels is something I hate with passion. Mom warned me about it but I didn't listen. All I wanted was to look good today at least maybe I can find someone who will appreciate me . I groaned for the tenth time today. I rubbed my forehead and unfortunately a migraine is beginning to form. I blame that on my lack of sleep. All thanks to my friends, note the sarcasm.

I rolled my eyes as the little bitch entered into the company. Yes guys,I have an enemy here and unfortunately for me she is everything I'm not . Her almighty name is Halima Tasiu, the queen b of the company as they all love to call her.

She behaves as if she own everyone working in here. Funny to say, we both are in the same level in here. We're both serving our IT here. Yes you guess right, we're still students, UG three students of Kaduna State University.

The reason why she feels that she's on top of the world is only because the owner of this company is her Uncle and he is my father's friend.

She sashayed her way to her desk which is unfortunately beside mine . We share the same table. It's a very big table.

" Look who we have here" she said with an intent of remark. She flash her thirty two at me " Oh wow, I can see you trying hard to look good " she remarked slyly.

I hissed " it's non of your business"

She chuckles " whatever you do, you still can beat me to my game Nihma. I'm the Queen b remember " with that she settled down on her seat.

" You're unbelievable" I didn't know what to say so I went with that . Don't be mad at me.

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Ahmad's pov

The manager is one hell of a problem. It's as if he is using me however he likes it and it's annoying because I don't have a say. My father personally told him to do as he wishes with me and because I want to be the successor of my father's company I need to do what is needed to be done.

Right now I'm on my way to the manager's office because he requested to see me.

" Hello Mr Ahamd " His secretary greeted as I passed by.

" How are you doing Miss Sadiya"

She smiled widely at me never expected that I'll respond. Why? Why is because she has a .crush on me and I can't deal with that right now especially at this stage of my life. I already have someone I truly love .

But that someone doesn't seem to love you back, teased my subconscious.

I shook the thought to face my present .

" Is he in?" I asked ,referring to the manager.

She nodded with a smile " Yes he is. He has been waiting for you"

I nodded " Thanks" with that I entered into the office .

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I sat down casually with this feeling of hatred in my heart. The same manager we're talking about is someone of my age and he uses that to his advantage. He even dears to scold me for things I never did. It's just as if he finds joy in doing that since my father already gave the order and because of my love of becoming the CEO I need to take everything that comes my way with open arms. Deep inside me I feel like crushing the life out of him, auzubillahi.

" Are you listening to me Ahmad?" The nerves of him. He even calls me without respect. Sabr Ahmad Sabr, I tried controlling my anger.

I forced a smile " of course"

He repaired his overly iron suit " Good. Since you've agreed to put more effort I your work then let's move to the reason why I called you here"